I know I’ve talked about this eagle nest before. But we were away for a couple of weeks. When we returned a few days ago, the baby had left the nest. He ended up on the top of a rock across our driveway, now and then fluttering his wings but not flying. I don’t know how long he’s been there.
We were afraid he would die up there, but with a telescope in the back of our pickup (:)) we were able to see there was a dead duck on the ground in front of him which he would pick at from time to time, so he was being looked after. Today a deer appeared, browsing along the grass at the foot of the rock. (The eagle is still up there, hard to see him behind the tree branch.)The eagle froze. I was afraid the deer would discover the young bird. He kept lifting his head and waving his nose around, must have smelled the duck, and he climbed up and down the rock, but didn’t go closer to the eaglet.
Once the deer left, one of the parents flew in and landed beside the youngster. They twittered together for a time. Then the parent tore strips of meat off the duck and handed it over, beak to beak with the baby. Still looking after the little one. It’s been fun to watch.
